B.B.

I'm giving up on the bird business. I thought I could handle taking care of some teeny tiny birds but I was mistaken. Tina Turner died awhile back from an errant draft, and now I've lost Mortimer Brewster to who knows what. I'm thinking maybe some bad strawberries. It was Sunday night and he just fell dead off his perch.

This raises the question of whether I can take care of anything living. I killed a plant Dan gave me awhile back. I do have a water plant I inherited from Linda that is still kickin' after two years. My car still runs.

I think the birds are just too fussy. I'll be taking suggestions on a hardier animal if anyone knows of something.